45 There Must Be a Pattern! (1/2)
In a secret chamber in the Residence of Yun, Yun Yang alone stood facing a bound Li Changqiu.
Lao Mei and Fang Mofei both remained outside.
“Lao Mei, the young master is really mysterious.” Fang Mofei spoke in puzzlement, “It’s extremely uncanny. I was under the impression that the Residence of Yun contained only a young master and his butler. However, ever since I’ve arrived here, why do I feel that there is a lot more to it than meets the eye? I just can’t put my finger on it!”
Lao Mei chuckled and gave him a sidelong glance as he said, “Can’t put a finger on it, can you? Join the club! I, Lao Mei, have been in this courtyard for over three years and I still can’t figure anything out up until now! You have just arrived, and you think you can make sense of it?”
He smirked in derision. Fang Mofei was genuinely shocked as he stared wide-eyed, “With your abilities and three whole years to work with, you can’t have it figured out?”
Lao Mei pursed his lips, feeling somewhat embarrassed and spoke harshly as that embarrassment turned into anger, “Why are you so curious? Let’s not talk about me. How about yourself? With your intelligence, forget three years, you won’t get to the bottom of our young master even if you stay here for three lifetimes!”
Fang Mofei glared at him. My injuries have yet to recover, your father is not talking to you!
He had an absolute firecracker in his hands!
…
“Young man, stop wasting your effort.” Li Changqiu’s eyes were glinting. “I know nothing about this inheritance that you speak of.”
“You will hand it over.” Yun Yang leaned forward with a smile. Without warning, he raised his fists and began to pummel the arrogant man. “Are you handing it over or not? Are you handing it over or not? Are you handing it over or not?”
Bam bam bam…
Li Changqiu gritted his teeth and took the beating without a sound, his heart more relieved than ever. You want the heritance? It would then be in your best interest to keep me alive!
It was only when a flow of refined force suddenly sealed his meridians and dantian off that he finally felt a glimmer of fear.
It was the first time in his life he had come across such pure and refined energy!
If he possessed such godly skills, why would he still want the heritance of the School of Dastardly Poison?
As his thoughts careened wildly, a lightning-quick punch came forth.
Ooo…
Ka-cha…
Four of his upper front teeth shattered as blood poured copiously out of his mouth.
“A warrior can be killed but never humiliated!” Li Changqiu looked at Yun Yang with resentment and said, “Humiliating the strong like this… Young man, do you still have the slightest dignity left in you?”
He was missing a few teeth, so his speech came out sounding rather strange.
“The strong?” Yun Yang stopped his blows and smiled lightly. Taking out a white towel to wipe away the traces of blood on his fist, he spoke slowly, “Li Changqiu, remember your status. You’re a prisoner here.”
Li Changqiu, too, spoke sternly, “I’ll remember you!”
Yun Yang smiled softly. “Right now, your meridians are under my restraint, you won’t be able to break your meridians, including your heart meridians. I’ve sealed off your dantian so it’s also impossible to self-destruct your dantian; your movements are restrained as well so you can’t injure or hang yourself. I’ve also knocked your teeth out so you can’t bite your tongue to commit suicide.”
He spoke slowly, Li Changqiu still felt chilled as he listened to him. “What… what do you mean?”
“Nothing, I just don’t want you to die yet.” Yun Yang then grinned, showing his teeth. “Because you will soon wish you were dead.”
Li Changqiu smiled in a grimace as he spoke almost inaudibly, “Even if I die, don’t you dare think that you’ll get your hands on the inheritance of the School of Dastardly Poison!”
Yun Yang face held an odd expression. “You still think I’ve captured you for that so-called School of Dastardly Poison’s inheritance?”
Li Changqiu raised his head immediately, “Wasn’t that your reason for bringing me here?”
“No.”
Yun Yang’s expression turned icy, the corners of his lips forcefully pulled into a cold cruel smile. “I only wish to ask you a few questions.”
Li Changqiu instinctively felt something was amiss, “What do you wish to know?”
“Which month’s which day are you?” Yun Yang asked word by word.
Goosebumps erupted all over Li Changqiu.
…
“Which month’s which day are you?” They were just six ordinary words.
Yet the significance it brought when they were strung together, especially the significance it held upon landing on Li Changqiu’s ears was like a lightning striking from the highest sky right into the deepest corner of his heart.